《Transmigrator doesn't want to do this anymore》Nothing comes free
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I opened the door
But halfway through my mind awoke me from my slumber.
I froze.
"Guys, why don't we celebrate at the Lobster instead? I think we've all earned it."
I attempted a smile but even I could tell it came it awkwardly.
Luckily my party noticed the atmosphere and erupted in joy.
But just as my foot was about to take a step away a joyful, light voice made it's way to my ears.
"At least close the door on your way out."
His hand moved ever so slightly but I felt no fear. No pressure. With a burst of speed using every bit of power I could muster my hand correlated to his. I reached out.
Made contact.
Our eyes met and his attitude vanished. Replacing it cold,ruling eyes out for blood. Before I could even continue my line of thought my hand erupted in a burst of black flames. My party unprepared cowered and tried to pull out their weapons but it was for nought.
One hand free.
One snap
One party dead.
No matter how many times I watched the scene my heart still ached and my eyes hollowed evermore.
But did it matter?
I rushed with all I had.
Engulfed in a sea of flames I charged forth,
As his anger erupted upon the silver lights so did the circles.
A blinding light, a noise which teared my eardrums.
A wooden carriage met my eyes as they slowly opened. Now that I think about...
I never got time to mourn.
Warm tears fell as I thought about all the good times.
My father taught me the bike, my mother the math and my sister the rules of the dollhouse.
I missed them all so much.
My father's greedy smile, my sisters high voice and my mothers warming,,,
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Warming,,,
WARMING
I couldn't grasp it.
But that was impossible... right??
I saw her warming... just 13 days ago.
1 explanation
1 answer
Innumerous green circles.
I could piece it together.
I lost memories when i used such a power.
Nothing comes free.
But I reversed time thrice. What else did I forget. As i ran through my memories I found nothing missing.
It doesn't matter.
My only task now is to defeat the Demon King!
Wait, wasn't that out of character?
I'm cowardly.
I left my first party member to die while he held off a sea of zombies.
Ah.
First I lost my "Cowardice or weakness" and then I lost my natural feeling of oppression when I met those superior to me. Finally I lost a memory.
A thought came to the front of my mind.
What if reversing the time came at the cost of losing a part of me?
It explained the feeling of something missing or rather than missing something vanishing. It felt like a hole had been drilled through me but my eyes revealed nothing. It was as if my soul itself had a small piece gently taken out.
It made sense. My weakness was gone, my natural feeling of oppression left in the dust and my memory of my mother's warming... disappeared.
Nothing comes free.
"Guys, i'm going to East Lumbria."
My party gasped with questions written visibly on their faces.
"Alone."
They were innocent, I couldn't drag them with me.
Because now,
I had a demon king to slay.
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